I headed for Byron Bay after that. Little touristic city where you can surf or party, most do both. People are cool there, I suspect most just try. I know I tried hard. A poor boy was attacked by a shark the day before I arrived. It happened a bit south of Byron bay while he was surfing (or more precisely bodysurfing). Awful story, his friend had to get him in the red water while the shark was still turning around. This colded me a little bit (ok it freaked me out), but probability is still bigger to get hit by the lightning. That's what they say, and that's what you tell yourself when you put the first foot in the water. But you still wonder what is this big black shadow right there in the water
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You are considered a beginner in surf the first 4 years if you surf everyday, my surf instructor told me with an air of superiority. At my current rythm of 4 days per year, I should reach the intermediate level in around 365 years. Then, I'll be ready and I'll be cool. Byron bay must have the biggest concentration of blond people (both sex) outside sweden. All good looking and intermediate level in surf, with hats and playing guitar near the beach by night. I get the feeling that if I stayed there a bit longer, my hair would start turning blond.
I met a cool blond girl in Costa Rica and she lives in Byron Bay. Unfortunately, she's in silence radio mode for some time and I couldn't catch her there. Did she snub me or was she eaten by a shark, I don't know (the probability of her snubbing me is probably higher than getting hit by the lightning). All I know is that I tried to spot her once in Byron Bay, but I stopped after one hour as my neck was hurting. On a side note, I met a isrealian guy in my hostel, whom I had first met in Panama one year ago! This is a small world.
